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• Artiste: James Blake
• Titre: Thrown Around
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Getting to my wealth is getting to my health Couldn't be myself for long Getting to my wealth Everything that’s right Everything that's right is wrong As an animal Programmed or it's not programmed There’s a gun in the small of my back An itch you can't scratch that takes me all Takes me all over the world Gets me thrown around Gets me thrown around (Gets me thrown around) (Gets you thrown around) (Around, around, around) (Around, around, around, around) (Around, around, around, around) I live for a call back History loves to rhyme So I look to the past For everything lasting Gets me thrown around Gets me thrown around (Around, around, around, around) (Around, around, around, around) It's an itch that Nietzsche can't reach The vicar can't preach The guru can't teach It's all at my feet The need to be seen Is turning us green I find and they keep They're living my dream I live on my screen They’re skimming my cream But they take me all over the world Thrown around Gets me thrown around Gets me thrown around I’m familiar like the cold Like a bursting pipe Like a bar fight I'm familiar like a late train Like the sentiment Of a film I’ve seen again and again And again and again in my mind In my mind